The villain's way to tame the protagonist

"You're full of confidence... When you faced me, weren't you still thinking that you would never forgive me no matter what?"

"Because Luo is special to me, I don't think there is another Luo in the world."

"……snort."

Although there was a hint of mockery in the words, the smile on Miss Ming Fuluo's face, which could no longer be suppressed, proved that the words were of great benefit to her.

For a girl in front of her lover, nothing can make her happier and more at ease than hearing words like "You are special to me".

Although Ansor put her on the same level as Xitana, the magnanimous Miss Ming Furo did not mind too much. After all, with her personality, she would think it was a shame to argue with Xitana.

At the same time, what Anser said also made sense. [Everything can be sacrificed to defeat fate]. The demon barrier that caused Anser to fall into extreme evil and the abyss has been removed by himself. His mind has become more perfect. It will be much more difficult for later generations to shake him and make him feel "love".

He didn't have the rare stubbornness of Xitana, nor did he have the deep friendship and bond with Anser like himself... He still wanted to tame Anser? It was probably impossible.

Thinking about it this way, I actually closed the door when I was taming Anser?

Even Miss Ming Furo, who rarely showed any pride, couldn't help but feel a little proud of it.

It would be a lie to say that she didn't mind that there were always women around Ansel. Although Ming Furo didn't particularly care about this, a relationship cannot be called a relationship if there is no possessiveness at all.

But if it wasn't the same [special] as me, I would just turn a blind eye and let it go. After all... after all, this damn brat is really hard to deal with. Without Xitana to help share the firepower, Miss Ming Fuluo can be said to have suffered the bitterness of happiness during this period.

And Ansel has a particularly strange insistence - he will not have any interest in women who are completely obsessed with him, and will even abandon them directly.

Logically speaking, men all like women who are obedient, gentle and flattering to them. Ansel, a very insecure guy, should need such a person to satisfy his sense of security.

Come to think of it...Why does Anser hate people who are addicted to him so much?

However, this thought was only fleeting, and Ming Fuluo did not think much about it. After all, this kind of persistence is not particularly strange. If you put yourself in their shoes... If you are surrounded by a group of women who want to lick you all day long, you really can't stand it.

"So you're planning to do this commission next and give yourself... a vacation?"

Because they didn't want to be treated as rare animals, Ming Fuluo cast a cognitive shielding spell on the two of them and the cat even though Anser didn't ask. The scholar, who was quite happy with Anser's confession, looked at the busy streets and said nonchalantly, "You seem to really like being an adventurer."

"Um...is there any?"

Anser tilted his head slightly, "After all, there's nothing else to do. I think I'm just killing time."

"You're so active that you don't care about anything else, and you say you're just killing time? Never mind... Anyway, your subordinates are everywhere, so it doesn't matter if you don't care about anything, but..."

Ming Fuluo hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered: "Destiny... doesn't matter?"

"He is not me, who will go against me in everything." Anser smiled, "But it is possible that he can turn a trivial detail into the key to my entire plan. However, I have seen all these possibilities and will not let him interfere at will. I will kill him at the first opportunity."

If someone else said so easily, "I can control my fate and do whatever I want to do badly," Ming Furo would just think he was mentally retarded, but since this sentence was said by Ansor, it was naturally completely different.

Occasionally, when she recalled the past in the imperial capital, the scholar would still shudder slightly at Anser's cruelty and viciousness at that time.

Just a little bit, just a little bit, and everything would be over between him and Anser.

Anser is only one step away from completely dominating the second protagonist and devouring Flamel, achieving the power of a sixth-order god, dominating the empire, and ruling the world.

She later realized that her decision was all driven by fate to stop Anser from doing so. But even if fate had pushed everything to the extreme in an absolutely reasonable way, it was still only one step ahead of Anser.

In fact, this could even be considered a gamble, a bet on whether Ansel still had the last bit of warmth and humanity left.

Forcing fate into the situation of "gambling", Ansel is probably the only one in the world who can do such a thing.

Thinking of this, Ming Furo felt much more relaxed.

In fact, she is still worried about the burden in Anser's heart.

Unlike Hitana, who is heartless and may not have noticed the changes in Ansor, Ming Furo thinks that she and Ansor have a tacit understanding that no one else can achieve, but she still cannot really get into his heart, and can only vaguely get a glimpse of a corner of it.

Ming Furo's hand, which was silently holding Ansher's hand, subconsciously exerted a little more force.

Just reading that memory, just listening to him talk about it, is not enough to truly understand that kind of despair.

The horror of being dominated by the whole world, toyed with by the whole world, and abandoned by the whole world.

Anyone else would have gone completely insane or committed suicide long ago. Under Anser's design, Ming Furo almost destroyed herself in just a few days. She couldn't imagine... how Anser had managed to persist from a child of no more than ten years old to this point.

In the past six years, Ansel has been hurt so deeply that perhaps he doesn't really want to open his heart to anyone, but he has almost instinctively regarded closure as a form of protection, without even realizing it.

He was willing to open his whole heart to himself and to Sitana, but that might just be all he "thought" was.

Ming Furo was worried that the madness and obsession would come back. Anser was already carrying a heavy burden, and she didn't want Anser to suffer even more suffering and torture because of this extremely heavy burden.

Fortunately, it seems now... everything is fortunate.

This gloomy little brat who was always planning something finally knew to give himself a break and become an adventurer...

Ming Fuluo didn't know that what she was thinking of now had actually been thought of by someone earlier. She was still thinking -

If there were no destiny, if there were no such mess, shouldn't Anser, who was only sixteen years old, have lived freely like an adventurer?

...Come to think of it, is he almost seventeen years old?

Before they knew it, the two had entered the lower city area. The cat in Ansel's arms had become very well-behaved and docile, even clinging to Ansel and rubbing its head against his neck from time to time.

"The existence of a guild like the Executioner is a good thing for civilians."

Ming Fuluo glanced at the cat in Anser's arms: "If it were anywhere else in the empire, would any civilian dare to ask a transcendent to find a cat?"

"Good thing, um..."

After a moment of silence, Anser smiled and said, "It is indeed a good thing - is that family here?"

Ming Fuluo didn't need to answer, the cat in his arms started meowing, jumped lightly to break free from Ansel's arms, and walked towards a rusty iron door not far away, wagging its tail.

"Don't you know where home is?"

Ming Fuluo frowned and said, "Cats are really heartless."

Anser smiled:

"This downtown area is dirty and messy, like a maze. You can get out, but you may not be able to get back."

"makes sense."

He and Ming Fuluo watched the cat meowing at the door, attracting the owner of the house, and then the touching scene of the man and the cat reuniting.

“The way back is… difficult.”

Young Hydra looked at the yawning cat curled up in its owner's arms and whispered subconsciously.

"……what?"

"Nothing much, let's go back to Uptown, what do you want for lunch?"

The two turned and left, walking side by side towards the upper city. On the way to the upper city, they could still feel the brightness of the sun to some extent.

"Lunch? Whatever. You can study something with me first. I got an inspiration recently. I think the Western Country is too backward. It's simply—"

"Maganlei! I think this is a great idea! How can people stay in a dark place every day? People will get sick if they don't get some sun! Let all residents take turns to go to the top of the lower city to get some sun every day. They will feel much better, right?"

The chirping sound coming from not far away interrupted Ming Fuluo's words.

"Speaking of which..." She turned to look at Anser, "Isn't Marina's sentence over yet?"

Anser laughed and said, "How did it become a prison sentence? I didn't ask Lina to help Xier with the intention of punishing her."

"Your thoughts have little to do with whether she's in jail or not."

Ming Fuluo pursed her lips and said, "Do you want to say hello to them? If so, I will lift the spell."

"No need, go back, aren't they working hard too?"

"All I see is an employer who keeps making unrealistic demands, and a poor employee who has to do her best to fulfill her bizarre fantasies."

Anser tapped Ming Fuluo's forehead gently: "Don't speak so badly of Xi'er."

"I'm not saying she's bad." Ming Fuluo was a little unhappy, "I'm just saying she's not suitable for this kind of thing."

"If it was Xi'er...she would definitely be angry and say, 'How can there be such a thing as being appropriate or inappropriate to do good things?'"

"So she's not suitable."

The two of them were talking like this as they passed by Sitana and Marina.

But at this moment, Hitana's steps suddenly stopped. She turned back sharply, twitching her nose and revealing an extremely suspicious expression.

"...This dog nose." Ming Fuluo's eyelids twitched, "Ansel, is she really a normal human being?"

"A genuine normal human being."

"I don't think normal human beings are so beastly... Never mind, as long as you like it."

Sniffing, Hitana turned back and took two steps. After the smell gradually faded away, she scratched her head in confusion.

"What's wrong, Miss Fenrir?"

"Nothing. I just seemed to smell the same scent that Anser smelled. Maybe I missed him too much."

Xitana didn't take it too seriously, but continued to describe her sunbathing plan to Marina with great interest: "We can plan the time and let them go in batches when the sun is at its best every day..."

"Ms. Fenrir, let's put this plan aside for now. I have a very complete plan that can completely transform the Lower Town."

Xitana was stunned at first, then she said happily: "Is there such a thing? Come on, tell me!"

The one who had trapped Xitana in the lower city was actually Mibaita disguised as his secretary. However, he did not know the relationship between Xitana and Ansher, so he still used a trick to control Xitana.

And now, Mibaita has submitted to Anser 100%, so letting Shitana go is just a matter of a word.

But things would not be that simple, Marina could see it at a glance... This time, no matter what, Sitana would not be able to just leave like that.

The Lower City of Strife Castle was too large, and the suffering here was too vivid. Her sense of responsibility urged her to leave only after she saw that the Lower City had truly changed and the lives of all civilians had truly improved.

Then, just make it better.

It's not the temporary change for the better that deceived Xier, but the change that Mr. Anser hoped to make, a real... change in their lives.

I will do everything I can to protect and realize Xier's journey and Mr. Anser's vision.

Start...right now.

At the same time, Bayepop, who assisted the Grand Duke of Tianrang in taking another city, learned that his wife had been cut into pieces and was only left with one breath to live.

But he didn't come back immediately.

Chapter 8: In Anser's Eyes (K)

In the largest alchemy workshop in Castle of Strife, the machines were running with a roar.

Ming Fuluo frowned as she looked at the toolbench that was still covered with some rust, looking extremely unhappy.

"Is this place worthy of being called an alchemy workshop? If I had enough materials, I could build a workshop ten times more powerful than this one in a week."

Not to mention Hydra Territory, the most advanced and luxurious alchemical equipment in the entire continent on the Notong, and even the most basic alchemical workshop for apprentices in the Tower of Babel, have better equipment quality than here.

"You want a city ruled by adventurers. What kind of concept is there for town equipment distribution planning? It's too difficult for them."

Anser, who was sitting on the workbench, crossed his arms and said, "It's not something particularly advanced anyway. With your ability, you can make it with Nidhogg alone, even without these tools."

"It's unstable. Without your ether supply, it will soon disintegrate on its own."

Ming Fuluo looked at the bracelet on her wrist that was exactly the same as Anser's, lowered her eyes and sighed, "After all, it's not a real deus ex machina."

However, she only had mixed emotions for a moment, then shook her head and skillfully picked up the tools on the table.

Anser looked at Ming Furo's increasingly serious profile. The scholar's calmness and solemnity when conducting research and studying had a very special and intoxicating beauty.

If it was Seele, she would probably be seen grinning when she’s fighting… well, smiling brightly.

The young Hydra gazed at his petite friend, holding his chin with one hand, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his face that became more and more vivid.

Although Anser could easily control other people's emotions and himself, he didn't have any clear concept of love. He just really believed that Xitana and Ming Fuluo were special and indispensable girls to him, that's all.

The more I get along with them, the more I can discover in them a prettiness and beauty that I have never discovered before, and a relaxing comfort and peace of mind.

...Xier said that she likes me more every day than yesterday. So this is how it feels.

Anser, who was in a semi-vacation state, thought so and felt very happy.

Is it urgent to find Ivora? Yes, very urgent.

He didn't know what kind of chess piece fate would use Ivora for, or where it would be placed. Even if he ignored the factor of fate, he would never let Ivora return to the empire safely.

Hydra has currently reached a delicate balance with the nobles of the empire - using the Deus Ex Machina as a deterrent, no one wants to be the first victim to die, and the reputation and word of mouth that Anther has accumulated over the years has added another weight to this balance.

But all this is based on the premise that the empire only has Anser, a divine being with "no hope of being promoted to the sixth level".

What would the Grand Dukes think if Ivora returned?

Is it possible for the eldest princess to be promoted to the sixth level? Or if the eldest princess is not dead, did their majesty use some method to save his life from the burning of the source flame? And if the emperor is not dead...